From then on, Ling Aotian supervised her drinking every morning and evening. After drinking it for a while, Liu Xiaoya got used to it and found that the pure milk was not only not unpleasant to drink, but also had a strong milky fragrance.
He also bought various fruits back, but Liu Xiaoya didn't have the consciousness to be the owner, so she would eat them only when he asked her to eat them.
Then he ordered her to eat fruits twice a day, all kinds of fruits.
After the order was given, Liu Xiaoya ate it obediently.
Ling Aotian has changed a lot because of the child in Liu Xiaoya's belly. When Liu Xiaoya washes clothes, he will come to help her as long as he is at home. When she hangs the clothes, she has to stand on tiptoe, which looks very strenuous. Ling Aotian doesn't
He quietly took it from her hand and hung it up.
He also often cooks with her, helping to choose vegetables, holding the pressure cooker and not letting her do it.
Liu Xiaoya always looked at him strangely. She always thought that Ling Aotian would not do anything.
Because he gave her the impression that he was a very chauvinistic man!
If Ling Aotian goes out, he will specifically instruct Liu Xiaoya not to do heavy work, not even to wash the sheets and quilt covers, and to do things more slowly and not to fall.
Liu Xiaoya felt flattered by Ling Aotian's sudden concern. She didn't dare to think too much and only agreed.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.
When Fang Shaoyun came over at the weekend, he found that Liu Xiaoya was no longer at Ling Aotian's house.
He asked Ling Aotian, and Ling Aotian said lightly: "She's gone."
"Gone? Where did she go?" Fang Shaoyun asked strangely: "Didn't you say that she no longer has a home?"
"She has no home."
"Then where did she go?"
"Shaoyun!" Ling Aotian looked at him: "Don't you think you are taking too much care?"
"Do I care too much? No, I just care about you and me." Fang Shaoyun said with a playful smile: "Others want to ask me to take care of it, but I don't want to take care of it yet."
Ling Aotian lowered his face and said nothing.
After a while, Fang Shaoyun said seriously: "Aotian, I'm not kidding you. No matter what, Liu Ya'er is the woman I like. Even if you don't want me to be with her, I can still know where she is.
Is it okay? A living person suddenly disappeared, how can I feel relieved?"
Ling Aotian turned to look at him and said seriously: "Shaoyun! Don't ask about Liu Xiaoya again! I will only tell you a little bit. I have told you everything I can. What I haven't told you, I just can't.
You said it! So you don’t have to ask any more! Because no matter how much you ask, I won’t tell you!”
"What do you mean, is there any secret about Liu Ya'er that cannot be told?"
Ling Aotian turned his head and stopped talking.
Ling Aotian sent Liu Xiaoya back to his mother's house, but he was unwilling to tell Fang Shaoyun, because if he told him, Fang Shaoyun would get to the bottom of it again. He didn't want to explain, let alone mention that he and Liu Xiaoya had a long history.
The fact that you are married.
Liu Xiaoya is gone, but Fang Shaoyun will still come over on weekends. He always hopes to see Liu Xiaoya appear again.
Without Liu Xiaoya, Ling Aotian didn't like to cook. He mostly ate instant noodles and bread alone, or went out to restaurants. Only when Fang Shaoyun came on weekends could he help him improve his food.
When Fang Shaoyun came, he always saw piles of instant noodle buckets in the trash cans outside the community where Ling Aotian's home was located.